You Can’t See Them but They Are Here
You only see them when you are ready
You Can’t See Them but They Are Here
You can’t see them but they are here
In moments nobody names
In rooms that hold old feelings
In memories that stay the same
They sit beside your worries
And stand beside your joy
Not asking to be noticed
Not making any noise
You can’t see them in daylight
Or trace where they belong
yet somehow in your weakest hours
You feel yourself stay strong
Maybe they are old kindness
Maybe they are love once shared
Maybe they are quiet promises
Left behind because someone cared
Some call them hidden blessings
Some call them things unknown
Others never speak about them
Still never feel alone
You can’t see them but they are here
Not asking to be believed
Only leaving gentle reminders
That not everything must be seen
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About the Creator
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Poetry has lived in me since childhood.
Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.
My poems heal, some haunt, all are pieces of me.
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